So I vaguely remember my brother’s passion as a small child. John loved to dig ditches. He would spend hours in the backyard digging holes…EVERYWHERE…
My Mom was quite a good sport about it all. If my kids dug random holes in the yard, I’d lose my mind. But Mom took it in stride.
So John dug, and dug, and dug, and dug…
Then one day there began digging of a different kind. As we lived in Arizona, it was time for my parents to add a pool to our home. Three of the four kids in the house were thrilled, but John wasn’t.
Us: “John, we’re getting a pool. Aren’t you happy?
John: “They destroyed my best ditch…”
(Copyright 2019 Susie Krivacic)